Me and my imaginary friends
me and my imaginary friends
sit at a picnic table
in Brighton
me and my imaginary friends
talk about our lives
Anything and everything
Me and my imaginary friends
don't laugh at each other because we can't spell
Some days
I wish
Those imaginary friends were real.
Copyright © Margo Spargo | Year Posted 2024
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